Nowhere To Be Found
Blessed and blasted what a beautiful day
Picnic basket lunch for You and me
Cone join us Lord, You're always welcome
What great company You will be
Tell us a story now dear Father
Thrill us all just one more time
Placed His body in the tomb at noon
He was nowhere to be found by nine
He is risen, yes the Lord has gone away
But He'll be back in another three days
Hooray! Hooray!
Copyright © Amy Bohack | Year Posted 2025
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